The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Mengxuanji left, with gilded feather, looking for ningchen's trace.

She wanted to know the fact that something was wrong with the holy land.

If Ning Chen was a spy, that sword would have killed her that day, instead of leaving a big enemy for the so-called eastern China.

What's more, the Changsheng hall has been trying to win the gold medal, which is really doubtful.

Others may not know the real power of gilding, but she knows it very well.

Gilded Yushi is the most powerful soldier in the world. He is extremely fierce and can even break the space boundary in a very short moment.

She didn't know how the eastern China could invade the quadrupole. She couldn't break the limit of the realm. No one could shuttle between the two.

Comparatively speaking, the evil king's behavior is more suspicious. Once there is a gilded feather, it is no longer a delusion to break through the space barrier between the two realms.

She is really confused about who wants to open the channel between the two realms.

Before confirming the truth, she can only rest assured that the gilded feather can only be placed on her.

The quadrupole is vast. Except for the quadrupole, it's possible to hide anywhere. Meng Xuanji has been looking for it for several days, but he doesn't even see Ning Chen's shadow.

I can't help but find Meng Xuanji and the people sent by all the factions in the world. Since the order was issued, Ning Chen seems to have evaporated from the world, and no one has ever seen him.

On the contrary, someone found the other two people in the picture in southern Xinjiang, the strong man of the three disasters in blue and gorgeous clothes and the little girl with a sword on her back.

Half a day later, the six congenitally members of various schools in southern Xinjiang joined hands to encircle and kill two people together. However, the result was obvious. The legendary sword of the great Xia Dynasty showed everyone what it means to be a frog at the bottom of the well and Tianwaitian.

After the war, southern Xinjiang was silent, and no one dared to stop them.

After hearing the news, Meng Xuanji also went to southern Xinjiang, but he was a little late and didn't see the two people in the rumor.

What she didn't know was that Ning Chen was actually here. A black folding fan swayed and didn't change much. However, it was difficult to recognize it from a picture. After simple decoration, it was a little less elegant and a little more heroic.

In recent days, Ning Chen has been fully aware of the open folk customs in the south of Xinjiang. In just a few days, he has been actively accosted by many "good women".

"Young master, my young lady is invited." a little girl dressed as a maid came and said in a crisp voice.

"Still here?" Ning Chen in the heart helpless, early know to stick a few scar, turn into an ugly eight strange, also saved so much trouble.

"Girl, please tell your lady that I have something else to do. I'll visit you another day"

with that, Ning Chen walks by the little maid and goes away.

In fact, on the one hand, he came to southern Xinjiang to find the traces of his predecessors and aman; on the other hand, he went to the general's home in southern Xinjiang.

He found that there was one move on the scroll of heaven and one move on the scroll of earth. When using a sword, there was always a sense of disobedience.

This is what he felt when he was fighting with the inborn strong man in Tianjiang mansion.

There is an ancient family in southern Xinjiang. Tianchen general's family has been casting swords for generations. He is good at using swords and is good at using swords. It just allows him to verify whether he feels right or not.

But before that, he had to upgrade his cultivation to nine grades, so that he could enter the general's home more easily.

In this world, strength is the most important. In addition to the innate position at the top, Jiupin Jietian is a rare strong one.

If he wants to enter his home and upgrade to Jiupin, it is the best choice.

Ning Chen once thought about swallowing two drops of Phoenix blood and rushing directly into the realm of Jiupin. However, he soon gave up the idea.

He can no longer rely on external things to improve his accomplishments, otherwise his foundation will be unstable and it will be too late for him to regret.

Before going to his home, he should try his best to stabilize his foundation and consolidate his accomplishments which have been rapidly improved these days. As for when to enter the ninth grade, just let it be.

Tianchen city is located in the southeast of Southern Xinjiang. It is rumored that stars once fell from the sky and smashed into the ancient city. The former emperors took this as a good omen, so they changed the name of the ancient city to Tianchen, which has lasted for thousands of years.

Today's Tianchen city belongs to the jurisdiction of the hurei Dynasty, but it is located in the farthest frontier, and the imperial power really does not play a big role.

Ning Chen doesn't know that Meng Xuanji is not far from him in Mingguang City. They are only one city away. For the congenital strong, they are basically close at hand.

Tianchen city is a vast area, facing a continuous mountain range. Further away, it is a polar place where people dare not set foot.

After a few days of understanding, Ning Chen found that the reputation of the general's family in Tianchen city was not low, even higher than that of the Tianchen city master sent by the hurei Dynasty. The people could not know the name of the Tianchen city master, but no one did not know the reputation of the general's family master.

The leader of this generation's generals' family is amazing. He stepped into the congenital state at a young age and propped up the declining generals' family. He is a man of the year in southern Xinjiang.

Jianghua, an ordinary and amazing name.In the past few days in Tianchen City, Ning Chen heard the most about the legend of Jianghua. He almost recited the praise words.

Of course, in these praise, there are always shortcomings with regret.

Jianghua has a younger sister, who is 16 years old, but she can't step on the threshold of martial arts, which brings shame to Jianghua's family.

Women can't practice martial arts. It's nothing if they don't practice martial arts in other places. However, in the general's family where martial arts are popular, it's absolutely unacceptable shame.

After hearing this news, Ning Chen despises it. They all say that there are many strange things about famous families. It's true that they can't practice martial arts. It's a fart. It's also discriminated against.

A brilliant brother, a little sister who is ridiculed and has no talent for martial arts. This combination really has enough topics to talk about.

Ning Chen searched for Prince Yan and aman for a few days. After confirming that they had left Southern Xinjiang, he did not continue to search aimlessly. He found a place that was rarely visited and began to practice at ease.

In the vast mountains, beside a cliff, the waterfall falls from a very high place, and falls into the river below, with a roaring sound.

Not far away from the waterfall, a plain white figure stands still and melts into the heaven and earth. The sword is hovering and looming.

In the front, two swords were inserted on the ground, one was dark gold, the other was green ink. With the hovering sword meaning, there was a slight feeling and a slight tremor.

In the heart, the Golden Phoenix blood spreads, with the crisscross meridians flowing through the whole body, quenching the body of the former again and again.

Ning Chen also sensed the abnormality of this drop of Phoenix blood, in addition to helping him stabilize his foundation faster, he has not found any other effect.

The two phoenix could understand what he said. Unfortunately, he could not understand what they said. The effect of this drop of Golden Phoenix blood could only be explored by himself.

On the west side of the cliff, a girl who looks like she is sixteen or seventeen years old is practicing at the foot of the mountain every day with a narrow and delicate knife. She does it over and over again for several hours. Sometimes, she doesn't go back for two or three days and depends on a little dry food.

Jiangxin, a persistent and strong little girl, although she has no talent of martial arts, she still makes unremitting efforts every day.

Ning Chen had known for a long time that there was such a little girl practicing Dao not far away, and he didn't disturb her. He was later and occupied other people's space.

I don't know where is not far from her. There is a congenital strong man who has been here for nearly a month.

In his spare time, Ning Chen would sit next to the double swords and watch the former practice. In fact, it's not hard to guess the identity of this little girl. There are the least extreme people in the world, such as genius, and people who don't have any talent for martial arts.

Anyway, the little girl's foundation is very solid. After ten years of practice, every move is very accurate, without any deviation.

After another half month, Ning Chen felt that his cultivation had entered a bottleneck, and his foundation had not been improved for a long time, so he stopped.

The process is much faster than he imagined. Maybe the role of Phoenix blood saved him a lot of time.

The little girl is still practicing Dao day after day. Her long hair is wet with sweat. She sticks it on her face. She is tired and persistent.

With a wave of his hand, Ning Chen wound two swords around the cloth on the ground, and then walked towards the little girl with his back.

"Will the heart?" On the west side of the cliff, before the dense forest, Ning Chen stops and looks at the little girl in front of him and asks.

The little girl stepped back nervously and said, "who are you and how do you know my name?"

"In the next Ning fan, come to want to compete with the girl," Ning Chen said.

He shook his head and said, "forget it, I'm weak"

"just once, please girl," Ning Chen said seriously.

Seeing the serious appearance of the person in front of her, I didn't mean to laugh at her intentionally. I hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded gently.

"Girl, please" Ning Chen takes out the green ink sword and corrects the way.

Return the heart, the next moment, a touch of white light across the knife, gorgeous.

"Keng"

the first move of "Keng"

is not absolutely overwhelming.

He doesn't move his sword, he doesn't move his accomplishments, he doesn't press others with strength, only the dispute between the blade and the blade. Gradually, Ning Chen finds out that the little girl doesn't have all her merits. At least, her fighting talent is far beyond his expectation.

The girl's eyes are more and more bright, just like the stars, from the raw and astringent to the final fierce.

Ning Chen appreciates this feeling. He has only felt it in fan Lingyue. His absolute fighting talent can't be replaced by any skill or experience.

The light of the sword passed a sharp snow light, and a trace of black hair fell down. Ning Chen stepped back, held the blade between his fingers, and released his strength. The green ink sword in his right hand knocked the little girl's wrist lightly.

I felt numb and unconsciously let go of my hand."That's it"

Ning Chen handed the knife to him and said calmly.